Besides, there are no centenarians in the world. The virtuous and foolish are scattered, and the noble and the humble are buried together.
Dong Dai's soul, old and new bones in the north. People who repeatedly smell the wrong medicine are those who love to prolong life.
There are also worries about the dead and greed for political affairs. The medicine is not old, and the worry of death is not due to illness.
He who speaks most clearly knows what he has lost. If you meet your relatives and friends, drink from this cup.
Can worry about selling, can be true. Therefore, Liu Ruan is drunk all the year round.
2, "He Xinlang smoke and dance" era: Song Author: Su Shi smoke and dance. No one is quiet. When it turns cloudy to noon, the new bath is cool at night.
Hand-made white round fan, fan like jade for a while. I'm getting sleepy, lonely and awake.
Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste to teach people and dreams to break the music of Yao and Tai. The wind is beating on the bamboo again.
Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu. I will be alone with you when the flowers bloom and the waves fall.
Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden. Afraid of being caught, autumn wind is green.
Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking. * * * pink tears, two rustling.
3, "Linjiang Xian who respects Li Bai" Time: Song Author: Su Shi who respects Li Bai, Caotang refers to Jiangdong. The bead curtain is full of fragrant wind.
Flowers bloom and fall, and everyone hates them. Brother Guang crossed the river overnight, and at that time he was surprised and laughed.
The voice still comes from wunong. In the dead of night, the wine is still in the dream.
4, "Fisherman's Pride Spring in the Garden after April" Time: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu Spring in the Garden after April. Deep and dense, it was cloudy at first.
Fold the flowers in your hand. Full of incense.
Plums among the leaves are as green as beans. Wind and rain always increase the climate.
Rows of bamboo shoots are covered with thick frost. Send some poems about spring.
Talk about wine. Cherry color shines on the silver plate.
5, "The guest drinks wine on the moon, and sends Bessie Yao after getting drunk" Time: Tang Author: Dugu and the snowstorm in the countryside, causing trouble. Upside down, holding high without six purlins.
Independent cold night moves, quiet thinking accumulates. The frost moon shines on the gallbladder, and the milky way enters the eaves.
Sell wine and talk to yourself, sitting under the eaves. The host can play four stones, which can make people happy.
The cleaning machine is not tired, and the offerings are endless. Generous ge, dedicated to Guangling.
When you get drunk and leave everything behind, you should be enthusiastic. See the body as mud and stare at past lives.
Therefore, there are two veins in the world. Don't be in front of the alliance, and don't be self-indulgent.
The heart fights against the sun, and it is not full. Willing to be a guest of heaven and earth.
No affection for things, fighting wine is better than bamboo and silk. Why use self-suffering? It will put the ancient sages in charge.
2. Write a poem 1, and the brothers "drink" when they come back to drink.
Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi
Life 100 years old, which is 30,000 days.
Besides, there are no centenarians in the world.
The virtuous and foolish are scattered, and the noble and the humble are buried together.
Dong Dai's soul, old and new bones in the north.
Those who repeatedly smell the wrong medicine are people who love to prolong life.
There are also worries about the dead and greed for political affairs.
The medicine is not old, and the worry of death is not due to illness.
He who speaks most clearly knows what he has lost.
If you meet your relatives and friends, drink from this cup.
Can worry about selling, can be true.
Therefore, Liu Ruan is drunk all the year round.
2. "He Xin Lang Ruyan Hua Fei Wu"
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Smoke and dancing. No one is quiet. When it turns cloudy to noon, the new bath is cool at night.
Hand-made white round fan, fan like jade for a while.
I'm getting sleepy, lonely and awake.
Who will push the embroidery worker out of the curtain? It's a waste to teach people and dreams to break the music of Yao and Tai.
The wind is beating on the bamboo again.
Pomegranate half spit red scarf Cu.
I will be alone with you when the flowers bloom and the waves fall.
Looking closely at a beautiful branch, my heart is as heavy as a burden.
Afraid of being caught, autumn wind is green.
Stay here, you can't bear to touch it after drinking and drinking.
* * * pink tears, two rustling.
3. "Linjiang Xianzun Wine Who is pregnant with Li Bai"
Year: Song Author: Su Shi
Who is pregnant with Li Bai? The thatched cottage points to Jiangdong.
The bead curtain is full of fragrant wind. Flowers bloom and fall, and everyone hates them.
Brother Guang crossed the river overnight, and at that time he was surprised and laughed.
The voice still comes from wunong. In the dead of night, the wine is still in the dream.
4. The Fisherman's Pride, After the Spring Garden in April
Year: Song Author: Ouyang Xiu
After the spring in the garden in April passed. Deep and dense, it was cloudy at first.
Fold the flowers in your hand. Full of incense.
Plums among the leaves are as green as beans. Wind and rain always increase the climate.
Rows of bamboo shoots are covered with thick frost. Send some poems about spring.
Talk about wine. Cherry color shines on the silver plate.
5. "When a guest drinks wine on the moon, he will send it to BisYao when he is drunk."
Year: Tang Author: Duguji
There is a lot of wind and snow in the countryside, and the troubles are urgent. Upside down, holding high without six purlins.
Independent cold night moves, quiet thinking accumulates. The frost moon shines on the gallbladder, and the milky way enters the eaves.
Sell wine and talk to yourself, sitting under the eaves. The host can play four stones, which can make people happy.
The cleaning machine is not tired, and the offerings are endless. Generous ge, dedicated to Guangling.
When you get drunk and leave everything behind, you should be enthusiastic. See the body as mud and stare at past lives.
Therefore, there are two veins in the world. Don't be in front of the alliance, and don't be self-indulgent.
The heart fights against the sun, and it is not full. Willing to be a guest of heaven and earth.
No affection for things, fighting wine is better than bamboo and silk. Why use self-suffering? It will put the ancient sages in charge.
3. The poem "Brothers in the Mountain" and "Missing Shandong Brothers" Wang Wei is a stranger in a strange place, and he misses his relatives every holiday.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
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The seven-step poem Cao Zhi boiled beans for soup and soaked them for juice.
Honey burns under the pot, and beans cry in the pot.
We are born from the same root. What's the hurry?
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A short and happy meeting with my brother-in-law "All shall be well, jack shall have Jill" Yi Lee After ten years of boring suffering, we meet again. We have all changed a lot.
I didn't know my name for the first time. I was surprised when I first saw my name. I called my name and remembered that old face.
Talking about the changes of the world after parting, I have been talking about the temple bells at dusk.
Tomorrow you are going to climb the old Baling Road in Qiushan. I wonder how much weight there is?
There are loyal people in The Book of Songs. Wine is both the purpose and the food is good.
Is it really an alien, a brother, who robbed him and married his daughter Luo He?
If you don't meet a gentleman, you will be worried, but if you meet a gentleman, you will be afraid.
If there is a wok, what is the real dimension? Wine is both the purpose and the food is timely.
What happened? I am a stranger, my brothers are coming, I want to marry my daughter, and I want to give it to you.
If you don't see a gentleman, you will be worried. If you see a gentleman, you will be a little embarrassed.
Everyone who has woks is afraid, and the real dimension comes first. Wine is both an end and food is abundant.
It's like a stranger, a brother and a nephew. If it rains and snows, they will gather in Yue Wei first.
Without days of death and mourning, we seldom meet.
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The quiet river lives in the sea.
Peregrine falcons fly very fast, sometimes during stopovers.
How sad my brother, villagers and friends are.
Don't worry about chaos, who doesn't have parents.
The river is full and the water is surging forward.
Peregrine falcons can fly fast and be arrogant at will.
Think of some people who don't follow the rules, fidget and feel lonely.
The pain of the heart has no action, a long-lasting memory.
Peregrine falcons fly back and forth along the hills.
It is better to punish people's lies.
Warn your friends to be vigilant, and all kinds of rumors are raging.
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Tang Di's The Book of Songs is the flower of Tang Di, but Hubei is different. Everyone today is like a brother.
The power of bereavement, brother Kong Huai, the original worry, brother begging.
In the middle of the ridge, brothers are in distress, and every good friend sighs.
Brothers stick to the wall and mind their business outside. Every time there are good friends, they have no loyalty.
The funeral is peaceful, safe and peaceful. Although there are brothers, it is better to be friends.
You are the one who drinks. You have two brothers. They are both happy and naive.
A good wife is like a drum, a harp and a harp are in harmony, and a brother is harmonious and cheerful.
A son's home, Le Er's wife's money, is a study or a painting, but it's quite natural.
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The flesh and blood are related, the branches and leaves are related, and making friends is also related.
All men are brothers, who is a passer-by?
Besides, I am connected to a tree, and I am like my son.
It used to be an affair, but now it's time to participate.
The former is similar in length, while the latter is like Hu and Qin.
Only when you think about it will your kindness be renewed day by day.
Weeds in Luming Literature Temple can be compared to guests.
I have a bottle of wine that I want to give to people far away.
May my son stay and think about it and talk about this life.
An oriole is thousands of miles away.
Huma loses her group and is often unwilling to think.
Besides, Ssangyong is fine when it is in the air.
Fortunately, there are string songs, which can be used to describe Huai.
Please sing for the wanderer. Why are you sad?
Silk and bamboo sound clear, generous and sad.
Long song is fierce, and the center is devastated.
If you want to express the Qing dynasty commercial songs, the lady can't return.
Sadness is pitching, but tears can't go away.
For a pair of orioles, I am willing to send my son to fly far away.
There is no doubt about love when you are married.
Have fun tonight. This is a good time.
What is the night when recruiters look forward to the road?
There are no more participants. Quit your job from now on.
On the battlefield, long time no see.
Shake hands with a sigh and tears will make a living.
Try to love Chunhua, and don't forget when you are happy.
Born to return, died for Sauvignon Blanc.
Candle, candle, morning moon, fragrance, autumn and fragrance.
Pink heart hair at night, smell my hall with the wind.
Choose for yourself! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
4. Poetry 1 describes brotherhood. Montessori Tang Du Fu
Meng Hao brothers, raise relatives and protect the small garden. Thank you for your kindness to sit on the guest's strong plate.
Beyond the negative rice sunflower, miss the autumn roots. If you are ashamed of your neighbor, you will know who you are.
2. "Wounded Hall" Meng Yunqing
It's easy to worry for a long time and get hurt by loneliness. Hesitate before going out, hesitate when entering the house.
Why bother in this life? Forget the past. I didn't have a brother before, and I was young.
The former residence is near the southeast, and the river is Liangxin. Pine and cypress are here today, the hometown of Annecy.
The four seasons and the sun and the moon, everything has its own time. The autumn wind has gathered, and the vegetation is frosty.
Encourage yourself when you do it, and don't have the heart to think about it.
3. "Love Brothers and Sisters" Tang Shen Qian Yun
It's warm in spring today, and the apricot blossoms in the east wind are tearing. Muscle strength is not as long as it is, but I envy the stones in the stream.
Immortals are difficult to be accurate, and the middle life is very fulfilling. I have suffered a lot of injuries recently, and I am glad to see my temples turn white.
Between sticks, quinoa and bamboo forests, there is a graceful old footprint. I am the owner of the forest garden, but he is a guest of the forest garden.
Brothers can keep half, but nothing is precious to the dead. There is no future, I see pine and cypress.
How many people can have flesh and blood? When you get older, you separate. It is not easy for me to avoid this temperament.
Only by thinking about your generation can you see the comfort in the morning and evening. I've lived my whole life, and I'm not comfortable.
4. "Spring Love" Tang Baorong
Drink before the piano and enjoy youth. Hu Weiwei smiled silently and thought deeply about his body.
There are many silent flowers and dances, and birds speak frequently. There is sorrow in the heart, and brothers are far away, and they are willing to meet similar people.
Jiang Jie is a lowly city, competing for the East. When you are cold and weak, you do your best, and there are no powerful relatives outside your home.
Looking ahead, there is no way to share joys and sorrows.
5. "Miss My Brother" Don. Yuti
There are very few brothers in decline, only two brothers. Hunger and cold are separated from each other, and feelings are harmful.
In summer and autumn, I will know that there is no other reason. I don't complain about leaving forever, but I hope to see you.
Between heaven and earth, all kinds have their own relatives. I know you and I separated from Huqin.
When do you want to be together, hate being Chen.
5. What poems describe "brotherly affection"? 1, "Go back to Tankou, a senior official, and leave my brother"
Tang Dynasty: Cen Can
Yesterday, there was a letter from the mountain, and it was only today that I became a farmer. I'm too late to return the mountain.
Lonely on the pond, no one in the forest. Things remember your position, lazily leaning against the cormorant.
Yesterday, the mountain sent me a message that it is busy farming season. The letter blamed me for returning the mountain too late, and the friendship between the mountains was profound. Now I'm drinking by the pool alone, and I don't see my brothers meeting in the forest. When I miss you in Dongxi, I can only lie on pigeons and cranes.
I thought of my brothers in Shandong when I was on holiday in the mountains.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei
I am a lonely stranger in a strange land, and I miss my family more often during the holidays.
When I think of my brothers' bodies climbing high, I will feel a little regret for not being able to reach me.
When a person leaves home to be a guest in other places, especially when the festival comes, he especially misses his relatives. Far away, I feel sorry for myself when I think of my brothers climbing high with dogwood.
3. "Man Jiang Hong Huai Zi You Zuo"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
The clear shadow flows east, and the eyes are broken and the sails are extinguished. Official tour, green hills and white waves, thousands of folds. It is so vain to live up to the seclusion of that year, and now it is so bleak to listen to the rain in the bed. Hate this life, looks away, wealth.
It's a deep regret that this life always passes with you in a hurry, and this helpless feeling can't help but make me white-haired. Infinite things, from the beginning. You two look at me as if you were in front of me, but before you know it, you have passed through the years. The old marks on the clothes are bitter tears, and the smile between the eyebrows is yellow. Then with you, find the last spring on the pool, with flowers like snow.
The clear Shui Ying flows eastward, and it makes my heart sad to see the boats sailing on the river, and the sails are looming. Running around in Qian Shan, going through a dangerous storm. I failed to keep my promise to chat with you at night and leave early to live in seclusion.
In this life, we get together less and leave more, and white hair is born. Drinking by the Yellow River reminds me of the past and makes me feel infinite. Although separated for many years, the past is vivid. After years of suffering and sorrow, I finally have the joy of going home. At that time, I will be with you at the edge of this late spring outing pool, watching the falling flowers like snow.
4. "seeing my brother off"
Tang dynasty: anonymous
At the beginning of the road, the leaves in the pavilion were very thin.
Unlike geese, people don't travel.
Translation: Brother! This is the way for us to break up. Clouds are flying around, and there is a pavilion on the roadside for people to rest and say goodbye. Outside the pavilion, autumn leaves fall. And my saddest sigh is, why can't people be like geese in the sky? Geese's brothers and sisters always line up neatly and fly home together.
5. "Huai Mianchi sends his son to Zhan Xiong"
Song Dynasty: Su Zhe
Farewell to Jacky, * * * long distance afraid of snow mud.
Back to cycling, I'm still looking for the bridge, and the pedestrians have gone west.
Have you ever been a county magistrate? On the wall of the old monk's house.
Think about traveling alone, it's delicious, but there's no way to lick horses except hiss.
Brothers in the same trade bid farewell to Ye, and they were worried about the difficult road ahead. After riding a horse, he is still patrolling the girder yard. I want to travel far away. My brother has crossed the Songxi ancient road. Have you ever been the master book of Mianchi? I also stayed in the monk's room with my father and brother, writing poems on the wall. If you think you are alone, you must be lonely on the journey. When you are confused about the road ahead, you can only hear the neighing of horses.
6. The poem Li Bai, a good buddy who drinks happily, disappears into the wine, and how the water of the Yellow River moves out of heaven and into the ocean is gone forever.
Have you noticed that the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is silky black in the morning, has turned into snow at night. Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .
Since God has given talents, let them be used! As for the money, although it is scattered, it will get together again. Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly. Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I never wake up drunk. (Less expensive: He Zugui; Never wake up: I don't want to wake up/don't need to wake up) In the old days, sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.
(an ancient work: since ancient times; Wei Wang Chen bought a barrel of wine with 10 thousand coppers at a banquet in the temple, and everyone laughed and said a one-liners Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .
Five flower horses, Hsi Chin, give them to the boy in exchange for good wine. Whatever you want, sell eternal sorrow.
7. Poems about drinking (the more, the better) Life in Heaven by Song Ming Ying Xing. "Kyberg" says: "Song Zi said, the prison proceedings are becoming more and more complicated, and the wine flow is causing disaster. What is its source?"
This is a great cry to the ancestors who invented wine. Song believed that wine-making began with the legendary Emperor Yan and Emperor (Qu Tiller: "You are not the ancestor of the Yellow Emperor, but you are clever at the end"), and it was also said that it was invented by Du Kang or Yi Di in ancient times.
Whether the wine flow is a disaster or not, when the ancestors invented wine, they never thought that it would run through thousands of years of Chinese civilization, and its spread and influence were far above the "four great inventions". The earliest history book in China, Shangshu, contains the wine that Duke Zhou banned Kang Shu from drinking in Weiguo. It can be seen that as early as the Yin and Zhou Dynasties, people were already addicted to alcohol.
Later, it intensified, and it can be said that it was full of alcohol. Since modern times, especially since the Third Plenary Session of the Eleventh Central Committee, the times have taken off, the people are rich, and the food is inexhaustible and easy to store. The best way is to make a lot of wine.
So the dining hall and Deng Hua screen wall are intertwined; Streets and alleys, boxing and guessing, drunk dancing. The people's drinking capacity is increasing geometrically.
Zhang Yide, Rutiha, don't read books about how tall they are, how strong they are and how much they can drink. If you want to put it aside today, just drag a thin green husk on the street, find a hot pot stall, carry five cases of beer, two dozen Erguotou, and blow it on the bottle. It's really hard to say who will fall first. As the saying goes, "wine is different, you don't have to grow up."
There are three, six and nine grades of wine. "Study in Qionglin" says: "Qingzhou is the name of a good wine, and Duyou is the name of a second wine. Lu wine and Mao wine are both thin wines ... Zhu Hezhuang are both good wines; Grape green and pearl red are called fragrant mash. "
Today, there are many categories. Have you found that the wine racks in the shopping mall are covered with red, blue, white, blue and purple?
From two bottles of May Tianshan beer to the expensive "150 Maotai" and "Louis Stanislas Xavier Dynasty Dry Red", everything is available. The cheapest is the "somersault wine" provided by the food stall at Chaotianmen Wharf in Chongqing. Throw a dollar casually and take a porcelain cup to drink, which is the favorite of dock porters.
As for why it is called "somersault wine", it remains to be verified whether people who drink too much will tumble like monkeys. People who drink are also superstitious.
We ordinary people have no right to discuss the relationship between the emperor and the "public servant" who drinks revolutionary wine every day. Although the best wine often enters their mouths, we have to put it aside reluctantly. The rest of the workers, peasants and soldiers studied business, and all of them have tragedy lovers, so they might as well be classified as "drinkers" for the time being.
According to the amount of drinking, drinkers are described as "wine glasses", "small cups", "hip flask", "wine barrels" and "jars". There are also many drifters between "cup" and "cup", "pot" and "bucket", or sometimes "cup", "cup" and "bucket" according to the needs of the scene.
In recent years, it is said that there are also vendors called "wine sea". According to the spirit of drinking, there are names such as alcoholic, alcoholic, alcoholic, wine saint, Brewmaster, alcoholic, alcoholic and alcoholic.
Of course, people who deserve these titles have at least a close relationship with wine like love. People who drink a glass and a half of beer or white wine on holidays have no chance. China's wine culture has a long history, with a steady stream of drinkers. For thousands of years, it's a pity that no Great Sage has come out to divide the drinkers into different grades and decide whether to participate in the competition or not.
"I don't know if I'm drunk when I drink, and I don't know if I'm rotten when I watch chess." I pay attention to chess points, why not drink? China has a fine tradition of "theory guides practice". Imagine, if there is an authoritative and systematic theory to point out the direction for drinkers, let them drink with ideals and pursuits, and constantly improve their wine tasting ethics, wouldn't it be beneficial to the four modernizations? In this way, Song Zi's "wine flow leads to disaster" is self-defeating. Of course, this work is very arduous. It is necessary to carefully sort out the wine culture for thousands of years, listen to the opinions and suggestions of the drinkers extensively, and study the ideology of the drinkers in depth. Without knowledge, people without knowledge can't undertake this task.
I have little knowledge, so I dare to write a preface for On Drinking here, but only to attract the attention of the majority of drinkers, to express my "drinking view" enthusiastically, and to spare no effort to study my own wine history and events, in order to wait for the sages. Three glasses of wine were poured into my stomach. Although there were thousands of people and faces, I was gone! Some people first borrowed "wine gall" and put forward their own humble opinion of "a drop in the ocean of wine"
Famous drinkers in history can be said to be full of stars. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu listed eight "wine stars", such as Li Bai, He and Zhang Xu, and wrote a song about drinking the Eight Immortals.
Du Fu himself loves drinking, and wrote many poems praising drinking, such as "Get carried away to your home and drink like a real teacher". Liu Ling, one of the "Seven Sages of Bamboo Forest" in Wei and Jin Dynasties, is the most famous wine and the brightest star in the world, which is the benchmark for discussing drinking.
There is a folk legend that "Du Kang was drunk for three years". Du Kang is an ancient man. How could he know Liu Ling? This folk saying is to give Liu Ling the reputation of "the first person to drink since there was wine". Wei-Jin period is a glorious period in the history of Chinese wine, and celebrities who drink alcohol emerge one after another, leading several generations of coquettish.
Almost all of the "Seven Sages of Bamboo Forest" are alcoholics, and Ruan Ji, Ji Kang and others all have great wine names. Ruan Ji led a drunken life for 60 days because he refused Sima's marriage, which is recorded in Gillis Record.
There is a secret that Liu Ling can stand out among many "wine stars" and win eternal glory. The Book of Jin said that Liu Ling was ugly, taciturn and unwilling to make friends.
In terms of literary talent, although there is no definite evidence, Ji Kang is not versatile, and Xiang Embroidery studies metaphysics intensively. So he devoted himself to drinking all his life, and finally opened a generation of wine rivers with great achievements.
At that time, the scenery of the "Seven Sages of Bamboo Forest" gathered in the mountain could not be reproduced, so we might as well push it-Ji Kang and Ruan Xian played the pipa themselves; Ruan Ji, who is in charge of the poor road, cries and shouts in the deep; Xiang Xiu, Dan Tao and Wang Rong talk about the entanglements between Hyunri and Zhuangzi. Only Liu Ling squints on a thin bamboo pole, drinking and not talking. From the perspective of styling alone, she has more depth than others! -Concentration can be said to be a great secret of Liu Ling's success. Unlike Ruan Ji and others, the name of wine is somewhat erased because of the names of literature and poetry. Liu Ling indulged in alcohol all his life for the following reasons.